A Sense of Fallowfield

Rainy City Stories features an outstanding poem by Manchester writer Cathy Bryant about my area:

Hear the laughing barging student’s running feet,
heading hopefully for myriad buses. Smell,
smell those buses and hot food and bustle.
Taste the excitement, the urgency, or
briefly for foaming coffee, fuel for it all.
See so many people, damp waving trees,
clouds rushing by in bus-like packs,
and feel the life, feel the snapshot life.


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